Super Zoo

Big thighs aren't for just anyone to cling to, and no matter how skilled Fairy Li Wanting was at pleasing people, she didn't yet qualify to cling to Wang Jin's "big thighs". She couldn't even ask for his help, she could only subtly make a good impression on him with varying manners of salutation. To deal with a big demon like the Bull Demon King, at the very least one had to be a regional demon king themselves. A small demon who had just gained sentience, no matter how clever, simply didn't have sufficient cultivation or status. Among all the people present, only Suming was truly able to converse with Wang Jin as an equal. When these words came from Suming's mouth, they carried a completely different weight. Wang Jin chuckled in reply, "Mr. Su, rest assured, I have a clear understanding." Fairy Li Wanting glanced at Suming, her thoughts inscrutable, and with a smile thanked both, "Then on behalf of these students, I thank Mr. Su and Mr. Wang." "Mr.... oh, Mr. Li, would you show us inside?" Suming almost slipped with his words but smoothly corrected to Mr. Li, then pointed to the seemingly ancient gate of Lanruo Temple, "I haven't visited this place since it was restored." "Mr. Su, Mr. Wang, then let me be your guide." Fairy Li Wanting now mentioned Suming first for the second time, whether intentionally or by chance wasn't clear. With that, she turned with a grin and walked down the stone path toward Lanruo Temple, her slender waist swaying suggestively under the sheer fabric, oozing charm. Suming and Wang Jin followed behind her. Wang Jin winked at Suming and whispered with a laugh, "Truly a place of outstanding people and splendid landscapes." "That's why we need a director who's weathered many storms like yourself, to hold the fort," Suming replied, joining in the laughter. At the entrance of Lanruo Temple, the actors who had just played Yan Chixia and the female ghosts—a group of female students—were already lined up, waiting at the door. "Hello, Mr. Su!" "Hello, Director Wang!" Compared to Fairy Li Wanting, these art school students were clearly less experienced. Upon seeing Wang Jin, they were all visibly elated, and the braver among them even surrounded him to get autographs, leaving Suming out in the cold. Wang Jin, all smiles, didn't refuse and signed one after another. "Alright, alright, Mr. Su and Director Wang are here to see the site, don't make a ruckus and delay the important matters," said Li Wanting, who clearly commanded respect among the students. Once she intervened, those crowding around Wang Jin for autographs quickly dispersed. The remaining few, though reluctant, didn't say another word. "Mr. Su, Director Wang, my apologies, please come in," Fairy Li Wanting pushed open the great doors of Lanruo Temple. "Creak..." The door groaned under its burden, as if it might collapse any moment. The window paper was tattered and fluttered with each gust of wind, whistling softly, and the door was covered in dust, upon closer inspection, one could even find cobwebs. Lanruo Temple, similar to the Lure People Community, was outwardly dilapidated but inwardly magnificent, deliberately made to look old. Just inside the entrance, there was an oval hot spring pool big enough for twenty or thirty people to bathe simultaneously. A thin mist hovered over the pool with a statue protruding from the water at the center, its identity as some kind of monster unclear, its fierce visage with four faces directed toward the cardinal directions, slowly spouting water. Surrounding the great hall were curtains of green gauze. Lanruo Temple actually didn't have walls, just wooden railings, and when the through-breezes blew, the curtains swirled up to reveal the scenes behind them. Behind the curtains lay smaller hot spring pools, connected to the large pool by thirty-centimeter-wide water channels. If one were to film from a high angle with a panoramic view, these water channels would resemble veins, linking the surrounding small pools with the central large pool in an Eight Trigrams Array pattern. Lanruo Temple wasn't tall, having only two floors. The first was a hot spring, and the second mainly housed changing rooms and temporary guest rooms. Once open to the public, tourists could go upstairs to drink tea, chat, and rest for a while. There were even several massage rooms. The restrooms were styled much like the dilapidated room that the male protagonist stayed in the movie "A Chinese Ghost Story." In the future, all the waitresses would be dressed as female ghosts, perfectly recreating the scene where the ghost knocked on the door in the movie. Heading straight to the back and passing through the main building of Lanruo Temple, there was a small artificial lake, only several acres in size with shallow water. The deepest part reached only up to an adult's waist. The surface of the water was as smooth as a mirror, named Pinghu. Lotus leaves would be planted there in the future. Four long embankments stretched from four directions, extending directly to a small pavilion in the center of Pinghu's surface. Green muslin curtains hung all around the pavilion, with a plaque hanging above it, reading 'Pinghu Pavilion.' On each of the four pillars of the pavilion, there were lines of seal script. They were supposed to be couplets of poetry but were not very neat. They read: 'Ten miles of frozen lake cover the sky, each strand of green silk worries about the passing years. Looking at the moon alone, wishing for a companion, envying only mandarin ducks, not immortals.' Song lyrics from the movie "A Chinese Ghost Story." "Wow, now all we're missing is a graceful female ghost playing the zither and singing," Wang Jin said with a smile, standing outside Pinghu Pavilion and looking up at the full moon above. Fairy Li Wanting gave a slight smile and was the first to walk into the pavilion. She sat down at the low table, lit a burner of incense, and, as if by magic, took an ancient zither from below the table and placed it on the shore. Without waiting for Suming and Wang Jin to speak, she pressed her fingers lightly on the zither. Ten slender fingers, like jade onions, began moving fluidly over the strings. Accompanied by the sound of the zither, Fairy Li Wanting slightly opened her lips and began singing softly, her voice echoing throughout Pinghu Pavilion. Wang Jin was mesmerized. This scene was cinema-worthy, far from a typical tourist attraction's performance. "Big investment!" Wang Jin gave Suming a thumbs-up. From a professional perspective, it was easy to see that although Lanruo Temple wasn't large, its investment was substantial, with every detail exuding quality. "If you're going to do something, might as well do it the best you can. Besides, I grew up watching Hong Kong films like 'A Chinese Ghost Story,' so making it similar is a bit nostalgic," Suming said with a faint smile, his gaze passing through the green muslin with great interest, observing Li Wanting playing the zither. In life, you'll always encounter one or two classmates and friends who are better than you in grades, background, looks, and ability, making you feel rather hopeless. The Fairy Minister in front of him was one such person, with extraordinary beauty and talent. Even among the art schools, her skills were of the highest standard. Among the group of students interning, only she had a fixed base salary, and it was quite high, enough to make any ordinary white-collar worker jealous. As for whether she sold art without selling her body or did both, Suming had no interest in knowing. That's why when you're out in the world, it's important to have real skills to show off. Even if Fairy Minister didn't sell her body, with her ability to socialize and play a musical instrument, she could stand on her own in society. Suming and Wang Jin originally planned to take a dip in the hot springs, but there were too many female students, and they felt it improper to join in. After walking around and having a look at the environment, they left Lanruo Temple. On their way down the mountain, Li Wanting volunteered to see them off. Wang Jin quickened his pace without a word, taking Nangong Huang and Jiao Shou ahead. Suming fell behind, walking shoulder to shoulder with Li Wanting. He looked at her and asked, "Something on your mind?"